Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
White-robed God of War
Even so, the defending soldiers were still fighting to the death.
The attackers were all dressed in black armor. They looked ferocious and did not spare any women, children, old, or young.
Blood dyed the palace red. Screams of agony reverberated in the city within a radius of hundreds of miles.
Even though Mu Yun was experienced and knowledgeable, he was still terrified when he saw the miserable scene.
"Retreat! Retreat!"
"The clan leader has died in battle. Protect the young clan leader and leave this place!"
"Everyone, protect the young clan leader with your lives."
At this moment, roars could be heard outside the palace.
The defenders were dressed in red armor and retreated step by step. They looked extremely miserable.
However, at this moment, the palace was on the verge of collapse in the fire. Those soldiers could not find their young clan leader at all.
"Could all of this be the memories hidden in the depths of Bao Qingyu's mind?"
Mu Yun muttered to himself.
However, he did not know this at this moment.
Mu Yun returned to the palace and looked at the little girl. She did look somewhat similar to Bao Qingyu now.
"Little Qingyu, stand up. Run, run!"
Mu Yun was extremely anxious.
However, he could not decide anything at all.
Bang! Bang! Bang …
The sounds of fighting were getting closer and closer.
Outside the palace, the red-armored soldiers fell one by one.
The black-robed men charged directly.
Immediately, several figures in black robes charged toward them.
Inside the palace, the figures stood still. However, Bao Qingyu was only a child at this moment. He did not know what was going on.
"He is the young clan leader of the Bi Clan. Take him away!"
"Yes!"
The black-armored soldiers immediately stepped forward.
"You can't take him away!" Mu Yun stood up at this moment. He spread his arms and stood in front of Bao Qingyu.
However, the black-armored soldiers passed through his body directly.
He did not exist here.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
However, at this moment, two sword arrows passed through Mu Yun's body directly.
Swoosh!
Swoosh! Swoosh! The arrows that passed through Mu Yun's body pierced into the heads of the two soldiers behind him.
Blood splattered everywhere.
A gentle breeze blew.
A figure stood at the entrance of the hall.
That figure was dressed in silver-white armor. He was about 1.8 meters tall and looked majestic. He had almond-shaped eyes and a heroic spirit between his brows.
Coupled with the silver-white battle armor, it could be said to be awe-inspiring.
He wore a white cloak that fluttered in the breeze and a helmet on his head. He really looked like a God of War that had descended from the heavens.
"Kill!"
The man, who looked to be about twenty years old, gave the order.
At this moment, there were already dozens of warriors in white armor in the hall.
Those warriors, some of them holding swords, sabers, or spears, stood where they were, not saying a word.
However, just by standing there, Mu Yun felt her breathing quicken.
At this moment, Mu Yun could only hear the chaotic noises outside the main hall.
"The Shepherds' Blood God Guards are here! Run!"
"It's the Blood God Guards! Retreat!"
"White-robed General, that evildoer from the Shepherds is here! Retreat!"
Sounds of panic and screams could be heard continuously …
However, at this moment, it was too chaotic and noisy, so Mu Yun could not hear clearly.
However, she could see that in the sky outside, warriors in white battle robes appeared and began to clean up those black-armored warriors.
The young man in front of her stepped forward and arrived in front of the hall.
With a wave of his hand, all the flames were extinguished.
"What … is your name?" The white-robed general squatted down and looked at the little girl as he spoke slowly.
"My … my name is Xiao Yu …"
The little girl looked at the young man and said timidly.
"Full name?"
"Bao Qingyu!"
The little girl was extremely nervous.
"Bao Qingyu, Young Clan Leader of the Bi Clan. From now on, you will follow me!"
After the white-robed general finished speaking, he stood up and waved his hand. He instructed his subordinates, "Bring her along and take good care of her!"
"Yes, Young Clan Leader!"
Seeing this scene, Mu Yun snorted in her heart.
If this fellow kept such a little girl by his side, he would probably want to do something bad when she grew up. It seemed that this white-robed general was not a good person either.
Seeing that the little girl was so cute and scared, he did not know how to hug and comfort her. He only cared about showing off his power.
Mu Yun despised him in her heart.
However, she had to admit that this fellow's attire and temperament were … much more handsome than her …
"Brother … I'm scared!"
However, the little girl's eyes were wide open at this moment. She looked at the white-robed general and slowly opened her arms.
Seeing this scene, the white-robed general hesitated for a moment. In the end, he still hugged the little girl in his arms.
Mu Yun muttered to herself in her heart, That's more like it!
However, the little girl's next sentence made Mu Yun dumbfounded.
"Brother, what's your name?"
"Me?"
The white-robed general smiled and said, "I'm afraid my name will scare you!"
"Miss Xiao Yu, our young patriarch is Mu Yun, the young patriarch of the Shepherds whose name shakes the eight regions! People call him the White-robed God of War and the White-robed General! "
Boom …
As soon as he said this, Mu Yun had completely forgotten the following conversation.
The white-robed general did not mind and left the main hall with the little girl.
At this moment, Mu Yun did not know where she was at all. She staggered out of the main hall and looked at the thousands of white-robed armored warriors slaughtering the tens of thousands of black-armored warriors outside the hall. She could not say a word.
White-robed God of War!
White-robed General!
The young patriarch of the Shepherds — Mu Yun!
Could there be such a coincidence in this world?
Two figures left this place. However, at this moment, Mu Yun was already thinking about something.
White-robed General! The young patriarch of the Shepherds — Mu Yun!
He was heroic and looked down on the world. He was an existence that people could only look up to.
He had the same name as him.
These were not related at all.
However, Bao Qingyu's goodwill and her father, Mu Qingyu, was mysterious and powerful. How many hardships had she faced along the way from Beiyun City to the Immortal World?
However, her father always appeared at the crucial moment.
Everything appeared to be very reasonable, but everything also appeared to be very unreasonable.
At this moment, Mu Yun's mind was in a mess.
The smoke dissipated, and Mu Yun's figure suddenly appeared in the mysterious space.
Bao Qingyu's soul gradually woke up.
"Mu Yun, why are you here?"
Bao Qingyu was slightly startled when he saw Mu Yun appear beside him.
"I …"
At this moment, Mu Yun still could not recover from the shock and seemed to be in a daze.
"What did you see?"
Bao Qingyu asked anxiously.
"What did I see? I saw that you fainted, so I immediately rushed over. I shook you left and right, but you didn't wake up. I thought I was going to die here with you! "
Hearing this, Bao Qingyu's expression softened for a moment, and he said, "When this array formation is activated, no one is allowed to disturb it. There was an accident just now, and I fainted. It's okay."
"Okay!"
Mu Yun nodded blankly.
Bao Qingyu said indifferently, "In that case, quickly return to your space. Let's break this last chess piece together!"
"Okay!"
With that, Mu Yun turned and left.
"Miss Bi!"
However, Mu Yun, who had turned around, suddenly said, "Do you know my father?"
As soon as she said that, it was as if five bolts of lightning had struck Bao Qingyu's head.
However, on the surface, Bi Qingyu remained indifferent as he said, "Your father? I've never seen him! "
"Oh!"
With that, Mu Yun turned and left.
At this moment, Bao Qingyu's heart was in turmoil.
Did he see something?
Did he see that scene? Did he arouse suspicion?
No, he must not panic. Otherwise, all his efforts would be in vain.
Bao Qingyu put away the shock in his heart and began to break the last chess piece.
Boom, boom, boom …
At the same time, outside the space, the battle had reached its climax.
Rumbling sounds rose and fell one after another, incessantly ringing in the ears.
The rumbling sounds caused everyone's ears to tremble.
"Jian Yiming, one of the seven martial artists of Biluo Huangquan School?"
Liu Fengyun, who was looking down from above, shouted, "You have some tricks up your sleeves. I think your Biluo Huangquan School is not as simple as it seems. Why? What are you secretly plotting? "
Hearing this, Jian Yiming did not answer. He only stood firmly in front.
On the other side, Wang Xinya and her zither blocked hundreds of martial artists and disciples from the 33 Heavenly Sword Sect.
She was not called the Zither Fairy for nothing.
However, the crowd was unable to break through the defense of these few dozen people even after attacking for a long time.
Mu Yun and Bao Qingyu did not move at all. They stood firmly in their original positions.
"Zhuoyu, Ning Yun, what other tricks do you have now? Don't hide them. Otherwise, when the two of them wake up, we will be in a disadvantageous situation!"
Liu Fengyun suddenly spoke and looked at the two of them.
Hearing this, a glimmer of light flashed in Zhuoyu and Ning Yun's eyes.
They could not let Mu Yun get through this so easily.
It was urgent to kill Mu Yun.
"Alright!"
"Mm!"
The two of them nodded immediately.
Suddenly, a round token appeared in Zhuoyu's hand. The round token was the size of a palm. It was enveloped in flames and emitted a faint fiery glow.
"Yan Zhen Token!"
Seeing the token in Zhuoyu's hand, everyone's expression changed.
Ning Yun lowered her head and pondered for a moment. A blood banner appeared in her hand.
"Nine Hell Blood Banner!"
Zhuoyu also looked at Ning Yun in a daze.
The Nine Hell Blood Banner was a strange item that Ning Yun had obtained years ago. It was said that the blood of hundreds of millions of people was gathered in this item.
It should have been a Gold Grade Immortal Artifact. Unfortunately, it was damaged.
However, a damaged Gold Grade Immortal Artifact was still several times more powerful than a High Grade Soul Grade Immortal Artifact.
Seeing the two of them take out their trump cards, Liu Fengyun's lips curled into a smile.
This time, they would definitely kill Mu Yun.
"Kill!"
Three figures suddenly charged out.
The Nine Hell Blood Banner in Ning Yun's hand condensed into a blood hand that was a hundred feet large and rushed out of the blood banner.
The blood banner was connected to the blood hand. Along the way, there was a rain of blood. No one dared to covet it.
The strong blood qi of the banner immediately infected the surrounding disciples of the 33 Heavenly Sword Sect. Each of them charged out without any regard for their lives.
Bang Bang Bang …
A ferocious roar rang out at this moment.
Everyone was completely dumbfounded.
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